Hola. Wassup. Hey. Bon Jour.
Do I look tired... yeah I think I do which seems to work effortlessly in my favor in characterizing my wears. Which leads me into a new segment in my realm of the social blogesphere: Daily Disguise's. Insert misplaced enthusiasm ensuing premature Ohhs and Ahhs.
Goodness,my facial expressions seems to be just fitting in this instance in appeasing the flow of my content. Nevertheless, I present to you a multitude of complexities in the above, let's see if you can play a little I Spy/I Guess and figure out what the hell is happening this picture.... If you guessed that I was sporting a backwards v-neck tee, then you truly know me to well.
I mean toooo well.
At a recent milestone birthday party with one of my besties, I sported this very backwards tee look with a casual vintage Letterman's jacket (thanks padre), orange pencil skirt, mint leopard socks and heels.The hostess mother approached me and soon recognized the ironic state of my apparel and commented on the backward of my apprel. To my surprise I found companionship in a likelihood of the now infamous backwards t-shirts that presumably ensure "a clean line of which the typical tee does not retain the capability of complementing the eccentricities of the collar bone". Gosh I love that woman, can she be my mom too.
Converse tee, Pitaya shorts, H&M leather vest, Nike wedge sneakers.
In the scripted words of the poorly written movie Pitch Perfect: "We out".
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